Chapter 360: Can't Escape from This Pen (Third Update)
As soon as I entered the yard, I heard three little pigs humming and chirping in the pig pen.
“I’m afraid I’m starving!”
Yang Ruoqing said.
Luo Fengtang nodded.
Putting the swill bucket at the door, the two of them carried Xiao An into the house.
Yang Ruoqing went over in the dark and lit the soybean oil lamp.
"I'll take off Xiao An's clothes to sleep. Qing'er, hurry up and feed the pigs!"
Luo Fengtang said.
Fields are the lifeblood of households, and pigs and cows are treasures.
Can't be hungry!
Yang Ruoqing nodded, handed Xiao An to him, and quickly went to the kitchen.
Chop the nettle grass neatly, scoop out two bowls of bean dregs and mix them in, stirring evenly.
Take it out to feed the pigs.
There are not many other things in the house, but there is a lot of bean dregs.
I make tofu every now and then, and the bean dregs are enough for three little pigs.
In the pig pen, three little pigs were starving to the ground.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming over with a bucket, the three little pigs became excited.
A swarm of bees rushed to the door of the pig pen and followed her to the pig trough.
She poured the pig food from the bucket into the pig trough.
The humming sound disappeared and was replaced by the cheerful sound of eating.
Looking at the three little pigs eating, Yang Ruoqing let out a sigh of relief.
She sprinkled a handful of rice husks on the clucking old hen, and after luring it out of the henhouse, she went around and picked up an egg laid in the henhouse.
After doing all this, she washed her hands and was about to go to Yang Huazhong's house to take a look.
Luo Fengtang just came out of the house.
"Asleep?" she asked.
Luo Fengtang nodded: "Asleep, Da'an is watching from the side."
"That's good," she said.
He walked towards her and took the empty bucket from her hand.
“When I took off his socks, he opened his eyes and asked me if his feet smelly?”
Speaking of this, he chuckled.
Yang Ruoqing also smiled.
"Then how did you answer?" she asked.
He said: "I said, compared with brother Fengtang's feet, our Xiaoan's feet are really beautiful!"
Yang Ruoqing laughed again.
"It's glorious to have stinky feet? You're not shy or impatient!"
She gave him a look, turned around and went to the kitchen.
He smiled and followed her into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing filled the small pots and earthen pots with water.
Sitting at the door of the kitchen, stuffing firewood.
The fire was not turned on during the day, and there was not even a drop of hot water in the house.
She and her two younger brothers haven’t taken a shower yet.
When I come back to my parents’ house, I have to drink water and wash up.
She had to take advantage of this time to prepare the water.
Luo Fengtang entered the kitchen and squatted down at the door of the kitchen.
He looked at her.
The firelight dancing in the stove reflected on her face.
He didn't know if it was the effect of the pill or what.
He found that Qing'er has become more beautiful recently than before.
My face has become noticeably thinner, and my formerly dark complexion has gradually become whiter.
The eyes are also bigger.
At this moment, he was illuminated by the stove fire, his face was white and rosy, and his eyes were even brighter.
His eyes were straight.
It wasn't until she pushed him gently that he realized his gaffe.
“What are you thinking about and why you are so absorbed in it? I asked you twice and you didn’t even say a word.”
She was looking at him with her head tilted.
Luo Fengtang scratched his head and laughed.
"Don't be silly, I'm asking you something, be serious!"
She deliberately kept a straight face.
He stopped smiling and looked at her seriously, his eyes burning.
"Qing'er, there's something I've been thinking about for a long time, and I want to ask you for some advice." He said.
"What's the matter? Tell me," she said.
He took a deep breath and looked at her expectantly.
He mustered up the courage and said: "I want to invite a matchmaker to propose marriage to my third uncle and my third aunt!"
"Huh?"
Yang Ruoqing thought she heard wrongly. Huo Di stood up and dropped the fire stick in his hand.
He reached out and caught it.
He also stood up and was startled when he saw her reaction.
“What? You’re not happy?”
he asked in surprise.
Besides anxiety, there was something called loss in his eyes.
"Qing'er, I, am I too abrupt?"
He murmured and asked, a little at a loss.
Yang Ruoqing accepted this tone.
Seeing his expression, I realized that my reaction had sent him the wrong message.
Just when the disappointment and frustration on his face grew more and more.
She suddenly turned around and raised her finger at Luo Fengtang.
"Come here, let me talk to you."
As soon as he leaned over, her ear was grabbed by her.
She put one hand on her hips and grabbed his ear with the other.
Grinning teeth and scolding.
“You brat, are you proposing to my sister?”
“When you propose, you have to show the attitude you should have when proposing!”
"Where's the diamond ring?"
"Where are the roses?"
"Where are the chocolates?"
"Where are the love cakes?"
"There are none!"
"In my hand Just hold a fire stick and still want to hug the beauty?"
Luo Fengtang was confused by her scolding.
When he came back to his senses, he caught the mystery hidden in these words.
He was so happy that his mouth turned to one side.
The whole person almost jumped up.
"Hao Qing'er, what do you mean, are you willing to get married to me?"
Not caring that the ear was still in her hand, he stretched out his arms and hugged her, asking urgently.
Yang Ruoqing let go, crossed her arms across her chest, snorted and turned her face to the side.
This arrogant look made him even more happy!
"Do you agree to marry me now that I have obtained the things you just mentioned?"
He asked excitedly.
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes: "We'll get it first and then talk about it!"
"Don't worry, Qing'er, I will definitely get it!"
He said confidently.
“Tch, I don’t care about talking nonsense.” She said.
“If you don’t get it, even if your uncle sends a matchmaker to your door.”
"My parents agreed to the marriage. That is also the attitude of the elders. I will not approve of you in my heart!"
Every girl has a princess dream hidden in her growing years.
Even a cold-blooded agent cannot escape this circle.
She had no wishes that came true in her previous life, but in this life, it is rare to meet the man she likes.
She wants to open her heart, love and experience something.
Naturally, I also want to make this dream come true!
"Don't worry, Qing'er, I will definitely be able to find those things you mentioned, as long as they exist in this world!"
Luo Fengtang said word for word.
Yang Ruoqing said nothing.
He looked at the sincere and handsome face in front of him with warm eyes.
My heart was moved.
She is a deviant.
But he also had the courage to break stereotypes for her.
Such men are rare in this era!
After calming down a little, Luo Fengtang let go of her.
"Qing'er, can you tell me again, what are those things you mentioned before? I can go find them!"
Compared with anything else, at the moment, his mind is focused on these.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, and sat down on the rolling stone at the door of the kitchen.
Took the fire stick in his hand and added a handful of firewood to the stove.
Then she hugged her knees with both hands, a smile on her lips.
It's like I'm stuck in a very distant memory, or I'm longing for something.
Luo Fengtang did not rush her.
He squatted down next to her and looked at her patiently.
Waiting for her to speak.
(End of this chapter)